The Wistful Throne

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2026-08-18 16:17:25 -

The feast was a sea of blood and gold. Candles guttered in the stone hall. The air was thick with the scent of roasted venison and old sweat. Aldous sat at the head of the table. He did not eat. He held a cup of wine. The wine was dark. It clung to his fingers. He was the King’s Judge. He was the law. Or so they said. Across the table, his men laughed. They were young. They were strong. Their...

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